The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-08-15
SHE TRAVELLED ALONE.
But She Soon Found Many Agreeable
Friends to Attend to Her Wants.
From. the Detroit Free Press.

Friends to Attend to Her Wants
From the Detroit Free Press.
1t was the first time she had ever travelled
alone, and all the family came down to the sta
ton to see her off.
Now, Pheeb," said her father, as he helped
her on, don't let any Of them young fellers
come foolin' roun'; mind what me an your
mother has allus told you, an don't have moth
int to say to strangers.
Il won't, father chirruped Phoebe.
Where's the box with my best hat? And the
bag with the dried raspberries for Jim's wife?
And the kitten? o. where's the poor little
cat?n
Here she be-" said the mother, showing up
with the rest of PhPbe's belongings, 'and here
the six pairs of stockings | knit Reuben and
the yarn towels, and the
"All aboard!' yelled the conductor.
"Goodby Pheeb! Don't forget the new
cheese in the hand basket! Tell Jim's wife to
send me the racket for dyeng cotton yarn
primrose cast. Take keer of Kitty, an besure
"Good-by Pheeb! Don't make no quaint
ances with ennybody AS your gran father
used to say, the Lord helps them as helps them.
There was a lot of them-brothers sisters
and cousns-who watched us until the train
and ''Pheebn were out of sight. Then the
young traveller settled down to businesses. And
we all watched her, for she was very pretty
girl.
First she heapod all her things in the seat
facing her Then she concluded to put some of
them in the bracket above.
ALLOW me" said the spruce travelling man
with n MASKING smile.
Thank YOU said Miss Phoebe coolly, cts
kind of incouvenient going anywhere alone"
Going far" asked the travelling man as he
sat down, and we all glanced at him with envy.
Only to visit my brother Jim in Newton
Centre. ! get there after dark, though, and am
awfully afraid they won't meet me-"
I'm going that way myself, hazarded the
untruthful travelling man.
'Why how nice! wouldn't be a bit afraid of
you''
New! new new" came from remote
corner of the car. Miss Phoebe made dive for
her kittens basket.
80, won't somebody catch the kitty for me?
O. dear, it will be lost and it's real Maltese.
O, where's the conductor? Won't somebody
please ring for him?"
We all started to hunt the wicked kitten while
its excited mistress pulled the bellcord and
When peace was restored, and four travelling
men had returned the kitten to its owner the
conductor seated himself by Miss Phoebe to ex-
plain that a passenger must never, under any
circumstances, touch the bell
Meanwhile, all the onerouS duties of answer
ing questions and reassurng the frightened old
women devolved on the brakeman
The boy with the peanuts came in and she
shared him into getting some milk for kitty
from the restaurant car.
The book fiend dropped an armful of burning
novels into the seat at last left vacant by the
conductor.
Have you How He Won Her or Love on
Rail-car?'" she asked sweetly.
He sat down to explain that he was just out
of that, but had Divorced at Sight or "A Ro-
nance of Chicago"
Then the only man in thecar who had not been
down on his knees, a cold, naughty, soulless
man. with a cynical sheer, opened his valise and
handed her ''How He Won Her"
When the train reached Newton Centre the
young lady left it, followed by a meek and sub
missive crowd. The conductor carried the cat.
The brakeman had the satchel. The rest of her
luggage was apportioned to the male passen
gers, each of whom received a sweet smile and
a cordial "good-by' as Brother Jim hove in
sight to claim his fair relative AS we scram-
hled back to our train we heard Jim ask: How
in the world, Pheeb, did you get along with all
those traps?n
And ner musical laugh, as she answered:
20, you know, Jim, father brought us up to
help ourselves"